Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Happy Halloween

I remember once my Mom and Dad went to a neighbourhood Halloween party and my Father dressed up as a chicken. A big giant drunk chicken. My Mother dressed as a horrified wife. He started out dressed in normal clothing. Then - part way through the night - he disappeared only to re-appear in... a chicken costume. Yellow leggings and all.

Now you have to understand my Father is the model of propriety. He was always very serious and proper. Growing up, we lived in a kind of awe of him. We also made fun of him a lot. He didn't always see the humour - but we did... often at his expense.

You also have to imagine all of our neighbours reaction to seeing their formerly distinguished fellow party goer dressed as such. I wish there were pictures. I would give my right arm for pictures. Truly.

Tonight I will be dressing the kiddies up and then eating all their candy. Promises to be a good night... and I promise there will be pictures.


Kat said...

I can so picture your Dad in a chicken suit with that silly grin he gets when he's had a few ;o)

Slyde said...

the only thing funnier that that is if he was dressed as gandalf...

wait, what?

B.E. Earl said...

"My Mother dressed as a horrified wife."


elizabeth said...

Slyde - Um. (welcome back)

Earl - why thank you kind sir. Whatcha dressing up as this year?